Monday, February 15, 2010

Random Weekend Highlights/Quotes

1. B spilling ranch dressing on the table, floor,
and himself.
2. B getting two straight stroke limit's on the
front 9 at FUD.
3. D, "How can you not like the NBA" while watching
the skills competition.
4. D striking up a conversation with the guy
working in the shitter about the greater Kankakee
area, then trying to get B to have the same
conversation.
5. Us worrying about our bill being over 3 bills.
6. "We could go to Slugger's, their sign says that on
Fri. and Sat. they have dueling pianos." B
7. After a lack of songs being played, D gets pissed
and starts yelling about how much both guys suck.
8. "Is there a problem?" "Yeah, you guys aren't
playing anything." "Ohh well, my partner here is
really drunk."
9. That guy screaming at the top of his lungs every 2
seconds, "BUSH LEAGUE!"
10. D gets fed up, says let's go, and then proceeds
to storm out of the place, getting our money back.
11. D then proceeds to tell anyone who would listen,
"Don't go in there, they suck. The guy is drunk,
don't spend your money."
12. After D calms down, we have a shot of Patron,
then play some FUD where B defeated D for the first
time.
13. In the cab on the way home, D strikes up a
conversation with the driver. "What language is
that?" "Pakistan." "How do you say fuck you in
Pakistan?"
14. After arriving back at B's place, B has to piss
like a racehorse, but D ties up the washroom by having
to take a massive dump.
15. B takes the elevator upstairs with intention of
pissing on the roof, but then thinks better of it.
16. D leaves a huge shit stain, and extremely foul
odor behind after shitting. B mentions the shit stain,
D follows with, "Don't worry, we'll pee it off."
Still laughing at that one.
17. Us going out to eat the following day, where D
says, "There's a lot of very flamboyant people in here
today."
18. "Man, I really gotta fart." B
19. After B shits himself in the vator, D goes, "Ohh
man, that sounded like you shit your pants, and it
smells horrific."
20. B getting irritated at D's cell phone for
ringing over and over when there's a voicemail left.

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